My wife and I had the most expensive date we've been on together in years today. Better yet, we even managed to convince an insurance company to help us fund this date. Because I care about you my beloved blog readers so deeply, I shall share my wonderful discovery so that you, too, many experience the joys of an insurance funded date with your significant other. See, I had an appointment to go to the dentist's, and then my wife's tooth decided to die, so she got an appointment, too. At the same time. I got my teeth cleaned. She got a tooth pulled. I talked to a Laurie, a very nice Dental Assistant, and my wife talked to the dentist (when she was able to talk, of course), a very nice man. So we went on a date together to go pay to have painful things done to us by people of the opposite sex . . . I'll bet if I phrased it that way to the insurance company they wouldn't want to foot the bill anymore.
And that's all I have to say about that.
On an unrelated side note, I watched Legend the other day. The one with Tim Curry as Hellboy and Tom Cruise as Peter Pan. Oh--and Ferris Bueller's girlfriend played a princess. I'm sure I'm going to stomp on some fangirl or fanboy toes about this, but that movie was just about as awful as you can get. Yes, I can see that it played a role in developing the modern fantasy film I know and love today. But as far as character development, plot and acting go . . . fuhgeddabowddit. That said, I think the movie deserves a remake. There was some cool stuff to be found hidden among the tripe--and that's probably what frustrated me the most.
Do any of you care to disagree with me and show me the error of my ways?